Page 15 of Captured By the Orc

I unfasten her suit, shoving it off. She stands here naked, perfect. I've never seen anything so damn beautiful. Creamy skin, pink nipples begging for my hands, my mouth.

Lila blushes, trying to cover up. “Garoth...”

I pin her arms above her head. “Don't hide from me. You're fucking perfect.”

Holding her with one hand, I run my other hand over her. Her nipples get hard, and I can't resist sucking on them. Lila gasps as I work her tits over.

I strip down, and her eyes go wide at my size.

“You're... you're too big,” she whispers.

I laugh, stroking myself. “Don't worry, little human. I'll make it fit.”

She's so small, so breakable. Gotta hold back, even though my body's screaming to take her. Never wanted anyone like this. I need to taste her, touch her, hear her scream my name. My instincts roar to claim her, mark her as mine. Her fear's a challenge I'm gonna crush.

I drop to my knees, determined to show her how good this'll be. I lick up her thigh, tasting how wet she is. Lila grabs my hair, panting.

I eat her out like a starving man, savoring every drop.

She writhes against my mouth, moaning my name as I push her to the edge. It's a rush. My cock throbs, ready to claim her.

But first, I want her to scream.

Her breath comes in short, shallow gasps. I lick and tease her swollen folds, savoring the sweetness of her desire.

She trembles, her body poised on the brink of release. It’s intoxicating, wanting to feel her shatter from what I’m doing to her.

“Fuck! Garoth, fuck!” She comes hard, shaking and crying out. I drink it all in, lapping at her until she's done.

I stand up, eyes locked on hers. I grab her hips and lift her like she weighs nothing. Her legs wrap around me, and I line myself up. I'm shaking, trying to hold back, to be gentle. But it’s fucking harder than anything I’ve ever had to do in my life.

With a breath, I push in the tip and she’s shaking. I wait until her body relaxes a bit and I stroke her clit, making her squirm against me. Then slow and steady I inch in until I'm balls deep. She's so tight, so wet, it's fucking unreal. I'm lost in her, consumed.

I wait, letting her adjust again, but the need to move is killing me. It's taking everything not to pound her senseless.

She shifts her hips. “Oh, Garoth. F-f-f-uck.”

That's all I need.

With a growl, I start moving, setting a rhythm. Every stroke feels too good, my control slipping. She's squeezing me like a vice. My thumb strokes her clit, bringing her to another climax.

Lila meets me thrust for thrust, clawing at my back, urging me on.

I pick up the pace, slamming into her hard. Our bodies slap together, echoing through the ship. Her cries egg me on as I chase my release.

I pinch her nipples, grind against her clit. She screams my name as she comes again, setting me off.

“Lila!” I roar, pumping her full of my seed.

For a moment, there's nothing but us, our ragged breathing, our bodies joined. All the bullshit between us disappears.

As we catch our breath, I lower her down. She looks at me like I'm something special and I know I'll do whatever it takes to keep her. No matter what the fucking universe says.

My cock swells, knotting inside her. She gasps.

“What's happening?” She clings to me, trembling.

“It's my knot,” I grunt. “How orcs mate. Locks us together, makes sure it takes.” She tenses up, and I stroke her hair. “It’s okay. Won't hurt you. Saw you've got that implant thing.”

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